"I just came back to deliver a message. What you asked Catherine to do is set for 9:30 Monday morning. She wants to know if she is supposed to tell th...m, or if you're going to?" That was fast!" I thought to Catherine. "I mean, I'm super-impressed you could arrange it, given it's after midnight on a weekend!" What can I say? I'm good!" Catherine thought back to me. "Besides, Maureen was talking with Harry when I went to say goodnight. She's my doctor."I could hear her chuckling somewhere up in. " Her manner was much grimmer now."Valium, again?" Yes! Probably the same bastards! The poor freshman girl was afraid to report it to the police until her dorm supervisor came with her. If I ever catch whoever is spiking these girls, they will never need to worry about their sex life!" Are the police getting anywhere? I assume the town cops are involved?" Who knows? I doubt it – it was the usual story, a party, with everybody coming and going. The girl doesn't remember anything. I hate this.. Tom wrote to her that he was sorry, and that he should not have had those things laying around. Aiza wrote back that she shoulden't have called him a pervert. They both felt sorry for each other. Tom that knew that Aiza must have been quite shocked, and Aiza felt sorry for calling him a pervert. She said to him that she just never had seen anything like the things she saw in the mag. Tom asked her if she really never had seen anyone having sex on film or picture before. Aiza said that she never. Oddly, to her this time, her elation was much more prevalent than it had ever been. ‘I just must be glad to see her again after all of these years.’ Lauren reasoned. Julia, back in her classroom wasn’t nearly as preoccupied with anything other than the impending school year. Briefly, her eyes fell on the pile of action figures on a table in the corner. Her son was at his father’s for the day enjoying the last full week before his classes began. She wanted to float through and get everything.